Yang Xiaotian saw the Medicine Cauldron getting so excited and was somewhat lost for words.
"Even though you're a being that transcends a Divine Artifact, is there a need to be this excited?"
Unexpectedly, the Medicine Cauldron rolled its eyes, "You're a man who doesn't know the pangs of hunger when satiated. Do you think Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water is an ordinary treasure? This kind of thing is serendipitous and cannot be sought; it gradually forms over countless years. A pool of Tribulation Thunder Water like this might not even come about in ten thousand years."
Hearing that even in ten thousand years there might not be a pool of Tribulation Thunder Water, Yang Xiaotian smacked his tongue. He quickened his heart rate as he looked at the pool of Heavenly Tribulation Thunder Water before him.
So what's next?
"Let's do this, kid," the Medicine Cauldron said with a brazen spirit.
Do this?!?
Yang Xiaotian broke into a sweat.
The words seemed rather crude.
